Not a Date (MarkPat)

Mark and Matt made their way out of the bar as they talked about Mark's run in with that monkey. How Matt always ended up finding the shorter man in some weird situation was beyond him, but he got roped into helping the raven into winning a game of chess with a monkey. Yes, a monkey. He hummed softly as he turned back to Mark. "Why were you playing chess with a monkey anyways?" He asked. Mark shrugged, not knowing how to answer the brunette. He saw his car and grabbed Matt's hand, before leading him to it.

"Since I won for the good of humanity, we should go out to celebrate." He said, grinning. Matt rolled his eyes but followed him. They went to opposite sides of the car, and Matt opened the door. "Gee, is this how you treat all of your dates?" Matt asked playfully. Mark grinned at him as he climbed in. "Only the ones I especially like." Matt gave a small laugh and shook his head lightly as Mark started the car. They made their was to a burger joint, and Mark parked the car, pulling off his seat belt and opening the door, before heading over to Matt's side and opening the door before the man could touch the handle. Matt gave him a soft smile and stepped out of the car.

Mark grabbed his hand lightly, making Matt jump at the contact again, before he lead him into the burger joint. Mark took him to the table and had him sit down. "Relax while I go get the food." Matt nodded, and held his hand with his other once Mark left. The skin tingled and he shook his head, trying to ignore the mixed feelings rushing in his head.

He never felt like this with Stephanie, and he felt like a terrible boyfriend. He wasn't supposed to be feeling this way towards Mark. He didn't have a thing for him.

Okay, so maybe he did, but that didn't change the fact that he liked Stephanie. He wouldn't break up with her to try and date a guy that didn't see him that way. He broke out of his trance when he heard footsteps, and looked up, letting go of his hand. He saw Mark give him a warm smile and slide a tray in front of him. Matt gave him a smile.

"That was fast." Mark rose and eyebrow at him, a smirk playing on his lips. "Matt, you literally have the same thing everyday, it wasn't hard." Matt gave him a small chuckle, grabbing the bottle of diet coke.

"You could have at least gave me the benefit of the doubt." He sipped the diet coke, almost letting out a moan at the taste. It had been a few days since he had the soda, and his endorphins receptors were singing in joy. He noticed Mark staring at him, and blushed lightly, putting the bottle back.

"Sorry, I may be a little bit addicted to diet coke." Mark chuckled and shook his head. "Kinda figured." He said, before he started eating his burger messily. Matt ate his burger slowly, a smile playing on his lips. He felt like Mark knew everything about him, like if the shorter man could read him like the back of his hand. He got lost on his thoughts, and only snapped out of it when Mark called his name. The man had a smidgen of worry on his face along with a gigantic glob of mustard. Matt let out a small laugh and grabbed a napkin, wetting it with the tip of his tongue, before he leaned in close to wipe it off. His eyes connected with Mark's, and he stayed there for a moment as they started into each other's eyes. He blinked out of the trance and sat back, a blush covering his cheeks as he looked at Mark.

"You uh... You had mustard on your face." He said quietly. Mark gave him a wild grin. "You know, if you wanted to cop a feel, you could have just asked- ow ow okay sorry!" He said, laughing as he held the shin that Matt kicked up. Matt huffed and laughed with him, relaxing easily. Mark pulled doubt his phone to check the time, and smiled.

"We've got the whole day to ourselves, what do you wanna do?" Matt shrugged, finishing his burger. "I don't know if you've noticed, but I spend all the time I have working in YouTube analysis, I don't usually go out." Well, no. That was a partial lie. He did go out with Stephanie, but that was once in blue moon, so he didn't bother mentioning it to the shorter man. Mark made a small noise of mock disappointment, and Matt looked over at him.